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projector

in my university have a projector and every day my teachers use and we learn about our matters.

» Posted By marianne On 11.03.2017 @ 3:52 pm

withhold

You cannot withhold who you are. You have to put yourself out there for people to know and love. If you always sit back and do nothing then you will miss so many fun things. I once was too shy to visit other countries, but I did not withhold my desire to travel and volunt

» Posted By Marianne On 04.18.2014 @ 1:02 pm

deft

No longer daft, the dapper door-boy dealt deftly.

» Posted By Marianne On 07.13.2013 @ 9:20 pm

wistful

Weeping for a wistful while, she wiped her tears with her wrists of years.

» Posted By Marianne On 07.07.2013 @ 1:41 pm

god

“Good God, Grace got great!” Greg guffawed.

» Posted By Marianne On 07.01.2013 @ 7:27 pm

undetected

Undetermined, the undetected underling undulated underneath the underpass.

» Posted By Marianne On 06.09.2013 @ 9:49 am

stories

Selling stories of secretive nature, she succumbed to the salaciousness of their sensuality.

» Posted By Marianne On 05.06.2013 @ 8:14 pm

dissolve

Dissolve your sorrow – this too shall pass.

» Posted By Marianne On 05.02.2013 @ 7:28 am

burrow

“Brrr,” the burros burrowed from the breeze.

» Posted By Marianne On 04.21.2013 @ 8:10 am

attracted

He drew her breath into himself, growing more attracted with every molecule of her.

» Posted By Marianne On 04.13.2013 @ 3:30 pm

boots

“Who gives a hoot about those old boots?” asked the coots.

» Posted By Marianne On 03.23.2013 @ 8:37 pm

beware

Beware of the affair of the au pair and the so-called fair Blair.

» Posted By Marianne On 03.21.2013 @ 8:06 pm

covert

Covert coveting of coves covers the covenant.

» Posted By Marianne On 03.16.2013 @ 9:17 pm

blasted

He blasted his blasphemous blabbers as a blazon on his blathering.

» Posted By Marianne On 03.14.2013 @ 11:38 am

tales

Tales of wails indicating bales of fails in the trails make their way through the gales.

» Posted By Marianne On 03.11.2013 @ 4:38 pm

signals

She sends sorry signals; silky sighs of sex to simulate sensation.

» Posted By Marianne On 03.07.2013 @ 8:13 am

lamb

Little lambs lament at their labor, not knowing that it will strengthen their sabers.

» Posted By Marianne On 03.05.2013 @ 7:41 am

startled

He startled the stars with his stunning smiles.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.25.2013 @ 4:42 pm

cave

“Cave in to your craving, ” cooed the cool criminal.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.23.2013 @ 3:33 pm

stalled

He stalled the appalled with a call for a brawl.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.22.2013 @ 6:35 pm

grasped

Growing grimmer and graver, the grouch grasped his own graceless visage and grumbled as he grieved his grimy fate.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.19.2013 @ 1:40 pm

sanctity

Protecting the sanctity of sanity, he lets go of his amity with immortality.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.14.2013 @ 8:41 pm

willed

She willed her whole life to him. And still it was a waste. Every everlasting promise, deep commitment, and meaningful connection was nothing but a timid lie.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.15.2013 @ 6:59 pm

growing

Growing grasses fill the masses.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.08.2013 @ 9:48 pm

I’m growing everyday.
A young, pink rose.
But with the beating sun and blowing wind,
I wilt, I limp.
My petals dry,
I think I’ll die.
And still somehow I grow.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.08.2013 @ 8:36 pm

salesman

The Bible salesman came to my door once again. This time I listened politely to his message, noticing that been perfected by repetition, even though it was so often ignored. Still, I did not purchase one of his books. Kindly sending him away, and shutting the door I realized why I never bought one of those navy-blue felt books with a golden cross on the front. No parable, letter, prayer, or miraculous tale could ever give me grace or bring me peace. No Bible salesman could save me.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.07.2013 @ 7:58 pm

claims

She claims to be the smartest person in the school. She claims to be the best at sports. She claims to be the most artistic. She claims to be the prettiest and the most popular. She can claim anything she wants. It doesn’t make the truth any less truthful.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.06.2013 @ 4:49 pm

He claims to have aims for fame in games.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.06.2013 @ 12:53 pm

think

I tell myself to think. I scream to my mind in an attempt to stimulate it somehow. Yet silence and numbness are my companions throughout the day. I stare at blankness and emptiness. There is a gaping void in my life, a black hole, that swallows up any hint of emotion or creativity or passion. It causes me to feel nothing. Upon further observation, I realize that I do think, but I think of nothing.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.05.2013 @ 6:08 pm

I should think of the wink as a mere slip of pink, but I would be moved to the brink if it meant he felt linked.

» Posted By Marianne On 02.05.2013 @ 12:44 pm

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